Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 291

Chapter 291:

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“Wait a minute,” she wondered aloud. “Did he plagiarize someone else’s work?”

A sly smirk played on Collin’s lips. “It’s a bit more serious than simple plagiarism,” he revealed. “What he did was far more sinister.”

Collin continued, revealing the shocking truth about Jude’s past. Years ago, Jude had hired a ghostwriter to create designs for him, and then, to cover his tracks, he framed her, leaving the poor woman in a vegetative state. Linsey’s eyes widened in horror, her shock growing with each revelation. She couldn’t believe the depths of Jude’s depravity.

The reality was far more sinister than she had ever imagined.

“That monster!” Linsey exclaimed, her voice filled with disgust. “Jude is despicable! He deserves to rot in jail!”

Collin gently patted Linsey’s head, his voice soothing. “You’re absolutely right,” he agreed. “But we need to be patient. Justice will be served, but first, we need to resolve your situation. I’ve already arranged for Jude to contact the person pulling the strings in all of this.”

Collin gazed into Linsey’s eyes, a hint of mischief in his own. “A good show is about to begin, Linsey,” he said, his voice laced with anticipation. “And I want you to have the best seat in the house.”

Linsey, though curious about Collin’s plan, didn’t press him for details. She knew, with unwavering certainty, that Collin would never do anything to hurt her.

All she had to do was trust him.

With a soft smile and a newfound sense of peace, Linsey wrapped her arms around Collin’s waist, resting her head against his broad chest. She felt safe and secure in his embrace.

On the other side of the room, Kylee’s nerves were unraveling. Jude was still nowhere to be seen.

With each passing minute, the unease settled deeper in her chest.

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She couldn’t explain it, but a gut feeling told her something was wrong.

Cynthia’s sudden gasp sliced through the tension. “Kylee! We got a situation!”

Linsey just posted a response on Twitter!”

Kylee’s pulse spiked. She grabbed her phone and opened the app without a second thought.

There it was—Linsey’s post, glaring back at her from the homepage.

She had dropped a clarification half an hour ago, backed by undeniable proof.

The entire story online had taken an unexpected turn.

Where Linsey had once been the target of scorn, the tide had now shifted.

People were rallying behind her, starting to point fingers at Jude.

Kylee stared at the screen, her face twisted in complete disbelief.

“How can this be happening?” Her voice trembled, barely above a whisper. “Coen swore he destroyed every piece of Linsey’s evidence. How does she still have proof?”

Squinting at the post, Kylee saw the telltale sign—Linsey had marked the design drafts with her signature as proof.

And just like that, a wave of fury slammed into Kylee.

She shot a furious look at Cynthia, her voice cutting through the tension. “Are you out of your mind? When you got Linsey’s design drafts, why didn’t you change anything? As a designer, didn’t you know better than to just copy and paste?”

Cynthia froze, her eyes wide, struck by the brilliance of Linsey’s backup plan. When she handed the designs to Jude, she had only focused on minor tweaks, unaware of the safeguard Linsey had hidden in the drafts.

Heat rushed to Cynthia’s face, her mind racing with the weight of her mistake.

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